Fruity Girls

Today the A-level results came out. I never knew they were friends of Dorothy. Anyway the Daily Mail celebrates with this…

That is better than their earlier piccie which showed no lads at all. It would appear only sexually attractive girls pass the exams. I had to wear a wig (itched like Hell) and shave my legs (itched like Hell) but I got four A-levels.

And it isn’t just the Daily Mail. They all do it. The BBC do it, the Telegraph does it, even The Guardian does it. As to educated fleas… Who knows or indeed cares?

One hundred years from now my scholastic achievement shall be forgotten and it will be concluded by historians that in the late C20th-early C21st only sexually attractive women won this (by then) obscure qualification and that on the basis of four of ‘em in a row jumping in unison. For they shall have access to the digital archives that clearly show that only A-levels were only for fruity girls.

jic, wow! Just wow! You do know an Iranian born woman (she’s a Professor at Stanford) just won the Fields – the maths equivalent of the Nobel. You do know that the only human ever to win the Nobel in both Physics and Chemistry was Marie Curie or that Abdus Salam won the Physics Nobel for his role in electroweak unification. In my fields the basic system of star classification was created by women (lead by Annie Jump Cannon) and the first computer programmer was Augusta Ada, the Countess Lovelace. Oh, and where do you think we get the word “algorithm” from? Or (oddly enough) “alcohol” or indeed “algebra”? And what of Hypatia? The boss of the finest library in the World was murdered by an angry mob stirred up by a bishop. It is said she was dragged from her chariot and flayed alive with conch shells. Cyril thought they were up to no good in the Alexandrian Library (which they also burnt to the ground – destroying priceless documents). What they were up to was science.

Or what, more personally of the women, muslims and indeed muslim women I have shared scientific office space or lab benches with? Do they not count?

I didn’t know that the “A” in A Levels stood for Antigravity…so many of those, well fit, young women seem to have feet that are not touching the ground, simultaneously. And in quite a lot of the Fail pics. Posed do you think?

Well it’s the same as New Years Eve in Newcastle, Manchester and Birmingham, or Wales winning at rugby in Cardiff, there are photogs on a retainer to capture those pics… The fat slags havin a slash, fag, chunder or tender moment, whilst wearing very little on a cold night… It’s modern globalised Journalism is what it is! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Hah huh Hah!!!!

I can’t comment on Brum or Wales but Manchester not so much. Newcastle mind… The line from Viz, “Hold my chips, San while I shag this bloke” is almost documentary. I assume you have seen “Geordie Shore”. One of the “lasses” gets so trollied she crawls to the toilet to vomit and pisses herself on the way. It makes me reet proud like of the city of my birth like.

And NYE is well over-rated. I generally end-up watching Jools Holland with my mum and a small glass of something. I’d like to have the Rolling Stones round but it ain’t happening.

Counting Cats (CC) was taken to task by several other commenters for being too squeamish and perhaps even morally neutral about who are the good guys and who are the bad guys here. While I don't share CC's reaction to the video, I rejoice in his (her?) existence. What kind of a world would it be if people like CC didn't exist or if they had to hide their views? Who knows, we might all be living in something akin to Somalia.
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CC's civilized response is precisely why our military is a force for good in the world.